The day i first met her
She moved along like a timed slide show
With grace and chaste in her stride
Swinging her hips like a desert Carmel
And stepping on the ground like it hurts.
That’s when i first saw her.
Meeting her was a dream come true,
Speaking to her was like melting the snow.
Her voice like the ocean singing low
With no turbulent waves to alter the flow.
That’s when i first met her.
Touching her was like food to a pauper
Her skin smooth like a silk wall
Her body soft like sheep wool
That’s when i first touched her.
Holding her in my arms,
Being with her all my life
…was never imagined
For it never happened
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Альфред Теннисон – Нищая и король
- City of Ships. by Walt Whitman
- Gold! by Thomas Hood
- Владимир Маяковский – Радуются ли империалисты-победители? (Главполитпросвет №335)
- The Wound by Robert McNamara
- The Decameron poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Robert Burns: To Miss Cruickshank, a very Young Lady : Written on the Blank Leaf of a Book, presented to her by the Author.
- Work in Game Design Rather Than Other Design
- Юлий Даниэль – Часовой
- They Did Not Expect This by Vernon Scannell
- Further You Go Longer You Stay
- Федор Тютчев – Князю Горчакову
- The Homestead by William Barnes
- Poet Herodia of ancient Pincaeia by Raj Arumugam
- The Dream by Sylvia Plath
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